~The Next Morning~

Jaxon blinked awake, his eyes adjusting to the dim light as he felt the gentle weight of Isla’s head resting on his shoulder.

Turning slightly, he looked down at her peaceful face, her closed eyes undisturbed by the world around them.

His suit was still draped neatly over her, shielding her from the chill that had settled in the elevator. A sliver of soft morning light seeped through the crack between the doors, signaling the start of a new day. ...